Spirit week, for those who have never experienced it, is a truly special experience. It is a time in which every emotion is put on full display. There are moments of incredible joy and happiness, but there are also those moments where you just feel discouraged and sad. Those feelings, both good and bad, are felt even more when you are a freshman encountering it for the first time, like I was.
I can’t say I was totally blindsided by it. I had seen my brother and previous classes attempt to outdo each other with dazzling and enormous displays. So in a vain attempt to not look totally stupid, I began to plan with my class for the many events of the week. I was quickly overwhelmed by the sheer amount of planning and hard work it took to create a good costume, skit, and cheer. (We forgot completely about the all-important fence decorations.) After many hours though of debate we were done or so we thought.
Arriving at school the next day, I could not believe the strange new world I was entering. A senior completely painted green and a seven foot tall dragon all gave me the feeling that I was quite inadequate. After several moments of embarrassments and a few victories, my class and I were happy to walk away with third for that day.
Our goal in fact had been to win the week. After that first day though we realized our goals were a little bit too lofty. We settled on wanting to just not get last. Throughout the week we did our best. We all had our moments of “wow those are freshmen!” But of course, we also had those times of, “Yep, you’re freshmen.” By Thursday, and I believe I’m speaking for the entire high school when I say this, we were eagerly anticipating the end of the week. It is not that we did not have fun; we just needed a little rest.
Friday for us, and the juniors, was kind of a day to simply accept defeat. The seniors had done so well the previous days that by now they could not possibly lose. I know that sounds bad, but it was probably my favorite day. We were allowed to finally sit back and enjoy the displays that the other classes had taken so long to refine, including a choreographed rendition of “Thriller” by the seniors. After the homecoming game that night, it was finally announced that we had gotten fourth out of four. That disappointed us, but also gave us motivation for next year. We definitely had a lot of fun and are eagerly waiting next year to take on those classes that beat us this year.
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